The following scenario took place yesterday in the park, early in the evening. My Partner was practicing golf, I had finished my walk and we were seated at a picnic table. Soon we were joined by The Dad and The Daughter.
The Dad: Hi guys, what's happening?
My Partner: Just practising some golf..
Me: Making the most of daylight saving...
The Daughter runs out and circles our picnic table, stopping in front of me.
The Daughter: I'm NINETYSIX!!
Me: Wow, you don't have any wrinkles or anything. Are you sure you're not six?
The Daughter: He doesn't have any wrinkles (runs to The Dad and points)
Me (to My Partner): That's so cute.
The Dad: Hey is The Simpsons actually drawn or is it that computer animation thing?
The Daughter: Homer has three hairs!
Me: I think they have animation cells so they probably draw it. They've got that exhibition...
The Daughter (grabbing The Dad's shirtsleeve): HE's got no hair like Homer Simpson!
The Dad: So did you see that movie "American Beauty" last night?
My Partner: We watched a bit of it.
The Dad: Me too. But I fell asleep just as Kevin Spacey is getting shot in the head...
Me: How can you fall asleep in that part?
The Daughter: But he's HAIRY!! Here, here, here and here (pointing to various body parts)
My Partner: We saw Ratatouille as well.
The Dad: Haven't seen that one.
Me: It made me want to cook something, probably Ratatouille.
The Dad: What's it about?
Me: It's about a rat who wants to be a chef.
My Partner: It's really good.
The Daughter: ...AND HE'S GOT MAN BOOBS!!!
The Dad (ignoring The Daughter): I think I'll rent the DVD out.
The Daughter: BIG HAIRY MAN BOOBS!!!
My Partner: Why don't you try a couple of shots (hands The Dad a golf club)
The Daughter: My mum hasn't got man boobs, she ran out of milk so she can't breastfeed my brother!
(Oh My God)
The Dad: (Loudly) Here, let me have a go.
The Dad hits a couple of shots.
My Partner: Mate, you don't have man boobs...
Me: (stifling giggles)
The Daughter: Little kids get man boobs too.
...but not as big as DAD'S BIG MAN BOOBS!!
The Dad: Hang on a second, we've got to stop this. Where did you hear about man boobs?
The Daughter: (pointing) From you!
The Dad: Really?
The Daughter: (proudly) Yep.
The Dad: Aha.
From the Mouths of Babes....